No ordinary spellcaster can compete with Siga Needlewood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His magic is too tricky, and this ability to maneuver with a swift storm is deadly.

However, Mespil was different, advocating martial arts and building up an army of executors, and he never believed in etiquette and tacit understanding on the battlefield.

The elven king, who has never had the word victory in his eyes, must have implemented tactics based on his complete superiority.

Even if he is temporarily inferior in the duel with Siga, it is part of Mespier's plan.

Ellie's psyche is convinced of this.

Mespier was waiting for his chance.

But the little guy had no idea how Mespier planned to make this almost impossible opportunity appear on the battlefield.

Boom -

Mespil's magic detonated the 'City of Dead Fire' that he had previously set up on the battlefield.

The fortress, which was purely made of solid flames, instantly turned into countless fragments, large and small, scattered in the sky like building blocks that had been pushed on.

The flames contained in this fortress are the material material used by Maispear to quickly activate magic.

Because of this thing hanging over his head, the Elven King was able to quickly resist Siga's assault again and again.

And now Mespier threw all this material out in one go—I am afraid that a decisive battle will be launched.

"Flame Spear"

Surprisingly, the spell that Mespil unleashed didn't seem to be some long-lost magic, but a spell that even I knew.

It's just-

Sou!

From the chaotic shards of falling flames, like the giant stones used to build the pyramids, the spear stabbed out was even thicker than the thunderstorm of Siga.

The crimson spear rushed straight down, piercing directly into the ground, releasing a huge heat that caused the ground to quickly rise and cause a violent explosion.

It's not like I've never seen a Blazing Flame Spear of this scale, but what I've seen before is from the hands of a Flame Giant!

The falling fragments of flame in the sky seemed to provide Mespil with very, very sufficient magical materials, so much so that they were able to skip the middle link and directly release a multiplier spell.

Just as Siga harnesses the high-energy storms around him, so does Mespier.

Bang - Hoo -

However, as we thought, this slow spell could not pose any threat to Siga.

He only needs to release a little bit of the storm, and the momentum generated is enough to allow the Storm King to maneuver in a wide area at extremely high speeds.

Just as he was doing now, Siga rounded a huge arc from the air and rushed directly into the air directly above Mespil, completely avoiding the city of Dead Fire of Mespil.

Already in the attack position, Siga's magic is coming.

"Curse of Flame Ascension"

It turned out to be Maispear who was the first to unleash the next magic, as if he knew what kind of action Siga would take.

"Thunderman's Curse"

With the arrow ready to fly, Siga can either unleash the blow or have to ride the wind to dodge, and the latter is clearly not in line with the character of the Storm King.

He's going to come hard.

Wow -

As if all the pieces in the sky had been ignited, the city of dead fire that had exploded instantly melted and burst into flames, and the flames released instantly engulfed the entire sky and rose high into the sky.

Bang Tom -

Sigar unleashed his own storm, generating a powerful propulsion for him, and blessed the storm with thunder and lightning, giving it an unstoppable energy.

The Storm King pulled a bright straight line in the sky and fell straight down from the sky, through the flames as wide as clouds, to reach Mespil.

Click, click, boom

The two magical powers, white and red, collided and unleashed an impact that shattered all the flames around them.

The blades of Siga and Mespil rubbed together, and where the two forces collided, a powerful magical power radiated.

These forces have even affected us.

The sap of the white-crowned tree began to warm up, as if it had been thrown in the microwave.

The air was no longer transparent and clear, cloudy from the power of magic, and filled with flames and electricity.

It's too dangerous!

Because of the impact just now, Siga and Maispear fell from the sky together, and the battle, which was originally far away from us, was now suddenly shortened.

From our vantage point, we could even see the subtle distortion created by the collision between the magic of the two Elven Kings.

That's because the barrier of Corlius could not withstand this power, and the magic was twisted and torn apart.

"Flame Curse"

One of Mespil's incantations, like an order from a god, suddenly the flames that were rising in the sky stopped rising like obedient servants, and converged in the direction of Mespil.

The Elven King's magic never seemed to waste any materials, and he used the magic he had already launched to trigger a series of new attacks.

Constantly speeding up his offensive, Mespier's was persecuting Siga, and I felt this strongly in my heart.

Siga's eyes didn't even bother to look at the flames in the sky that were pressing down on him.

The Storm King's dictionary has never been a word for avoidance.

He will only use more powerful magic to break the enemy's attack and launch his own attack at the same time, this is the character of Siga, this is the essence of Siga.

Mespier must have read this a long time ago.

So he must be taking advantage of this point in Siga.

But how do you get the Storm King to shine through? I don't have a clue anyway, at least so far, the Storm King's magic has been working perfectly.

The reason why Mespil is called the strongest elf is probably not because he controls powerful relics and has powerful magic, but because he can see the way to victory, right?

"Thunder"

As she read the incantation, Sigar deliberately leaned forward, so that her gaze pressed towards Mespier as if she had fallen from a cliff.

The look in his eyes filled with lightning, killing intent, and activated magic showed that he had absolute confidence in the magic that followed.

Just before the flames gathered from the sky engulfed the figures of the two men, a jewel in the armor of Siga began to glow......

Baking -

Flames swept the sky like wolves, and the mana was scrambling to gather around the target, the flames getting smaller and hotter.

If there were no magical defenses, Siga's body would have turned to steam by this time, but he would never have eaten Mespil's magic.

There must be a way for him to break through this raging flame.

Boom -

The feeling of countless explosions and thunders rushing out together, I could feel that Zhou Tian's air was all slamming back and retreating, if there was no white crown tree to protect us, a few of us must have been smashed to the ground by this impact force by now.

The lightning that flashed from the sky did not subside at all, and shredded the great fire of Mespil like a knife.

"Storm!"

Another powerful spell, and Siga activated some other magic.

Coaxing-

The shredded balls of fire seemed to have been slapped in the face, and began to break through the sky and slam down to the ground.

And just as these big fireballs were about to hit the ground, they scattered along the ground as if they were swept into the water.

Boom -

A violent storm swept over the ground.

So, these big fireballs were not shaken down by the force of the impact, but were held hostage by a strong storm and washed down!

Rotten!

These big fireballs were swept up in the wind, so they didn't hit the ground at all, but scattered in all directions, and one of them came towards us!

Thousands of fears became a reality at this moment, and we were about to be caught up in the magic of the elven kings!

"Hey!"

Princess Timia, who was in my arms, suddenly straightened up and reached out as if trying to stop the fireball.

Boom -

Pitch-black magic sprang out from all around us, like an outstretched claw, waiting for the approaching prey.

Just when the big fireball was only a dozen meters away from us, spikes formed by black magic power pierced out from all around, piercing the big fireball like a sharp sword, nailing it firmly to the ground.

Boom -

The explosion was violent, and the flames released were as hot as lava gushing out of a volcano.

The white-crowned trees that protect us begin to wither, weather, and peel off in an instant during this impact.

Thankfully, the darkness of the magic had managed to block the power of the explosion, but it wasn't easy for Timia now.

What little magic she had left in her body was now even weaker, and even I could feel the princess in my arms trembling.

Hey, Mespier, you can't do it, let alone forcing Siga to show his flaws, and now the magic he casts is even more difficult to resist!